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Lost in the moment.
Lost in his touch.
Lost in the overwhelming emotions that threaten to consume me.
I feel my self-control slipping away, giving it to Callahan. I no longer care if this is a mistake I’ll regret. This moment, as his lips brush against mine, I don’t care. I need this.
I need to lose myself to something other than the fear and emptiness that I have been feeling since I had that knife held to my throat.
“Lake, baby, are you sure about this?” His voice is soft and hesitant.
“Yes.” My voice is barely audible. “I’m sure.”
As I speak those words, my heart feels like it’s about to burst out of my chest, racing with a wild, almost uncontrollable intensity. I’m overwhelmed with a rush of desire, and I can’t help but feel like I’m teetering on the edge of a cliff.
I’m teetering on the brink of madness.
I’m teetering on a narrow beam above an ocean of emotions.
It’s like I’m standing on a tightrope, with one wrong move threatening to send me tumbling to the void.
Cal’s mouth hovers over mine, lingering a moment before he kisses me. His hands caress a path up my leg all the way to my torso. I open my legs, pushing my hips up, wanting some relief. He releases my mouth and his lips curve slightly, as he nuzzles my neck, whispering, “I’m in charge, Lake.”
The way he says my name as if it’s an order but also a prayer makes me shiver, and I tremble when his fingers tease my nipple. I clench my legs, arching my hips again but he doesn’t even acknowledge my need. He just teases my breasts with his mouth. Suckling. Nibbling.
“Don’t play with me,” I pant out.
The satisfaction in his deep blue eyes is almost as big as his desire. He presses his lips to my sternum and begins to feather kisses down to my lower body. Simultaneously, his fingers find my wet heat. I release a throaty moan as he finally begins to ease the ache that’s about to overwhelm me.
He drags one of my legs to his shoulder before his mouth lowers and finds my clit. Fingers, mouth, and tongue lapping, nibbling, kissing, thrusting. My heart pounds in my chest, racing faster and faster as the pleasure builds and builds.
I’m lost in a haze of pure sensation, every inch of my skin tingling as I reach the peak of pleasure, the tension coiling tighter and tighter inside me until it’s almost unbearable. And then, with a loud cry of his name on my lips, I shatter into a million pieces, my body convulsing with the force of my release.
There’s no time for me to react. He’s already on top of me, his mouth closes down on mine, and I taste myself on his lips. I’m desperate for more, for him, for his body. There’s no slow burn, only a fire with flames so high I can’t see anything but the inferno around me.
His thick erection teases my hip. I’m about to reach for it when he says, “I need to be inside you.”
Please is all I say, and he presses his length inside me. I pant with the sensation of him sliding deep. Deeper. So deep. It takes me some time to get used to him. When he begins to thrust in and out, he takes my mouth.
As he kisses me, I want more. I want him to take all of me. I want him to possess me slowly or quickly, but either way, make me all his.
I want him to slowly reveal every layer of my being until there is nothing left but his mark upon me. I crave to feel the intensity of his passion, to be consumed by his desire. To burn me with his flames and take my soul, but to give me his heart.
While he pushes himself in and out and I meet his thrusts, all I want is to let go. I am willing to give myself to him completely.
To surrender to him, body and soul, to be his forevermore.
And as he holds me close, I feel a sense of belonging, a sense of home that I have never felt before. This shouldn’t be happening. He’s my best friend and I don’t have time to… but all I want is this. Us.
I can’t think more as the waves of pleasure wash over me. I feel him shudder and groan, his own release finally breaking free. We collapse onto the bed, our bodies entwined and spent, and I know this moment has changed us forever.
“I love you,” he says and as much as I want to say the same, something stops me from doing so. Callahan Thorndale is important to me, but we can’t be. Not when he doesn’t know who I really am.
ChapterThree
Callahan
Ansel arrives preciselywhen he said he would. He drives us in a dark sedan to an undisclosed off-the-grid remote location. The only thing that breaks the eerie silence is the sound of tires on the loose gravel. I can feel Lake’s unease. Her eyes are heavy and uneasy as we leave civilization behind us.
